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whatdoes it matterbecause babies always laughand something must give themcause to smile trees' leaves change to deep shades of sunsetand someonemust build piles and jumpas bits of paper colored with the chalk of bitterwindsfly and engulf them in a different worldcolorfulwith no twoleaves the samesimple conversations weave patchwork quilts of memoriesand perspectiveyou must stop and listento the words that findpatternsthe wind that rushes and slows never deciding if the next step issafeit mattersbecause even if the road to tomorrowis blocked by thetorn pieces of yesterdaywe have nowhere to start but with the simple presentsof today